MOSES comes out of the tent, looking grave.
PHINEAS So what’s the verdict, uncle Moe?
MOSES I threw myself on my face and pleaded for leniency, but he wouldn’t listen. He said to take him out of the camp and have everyone stone him to death.
PHINEAS (prodding ABIASAPH) That’s it, then. Move it!
ABIASAPH Clear this up for me first. If it’s not kosher to pick up sticks on Saturday, how can it be kosher to pick up stones?
In the midst of stooping, MOSES and AARON exchange a look.
AARON I don’t know, Moish—shouldn’t you go in and raise that with him?
MOSES He’ll just tell me to come back when I can land a whale with a fishhook. Let’s get this over with.
MOSES and AARON exit with the stones they’ve picked up. As he pushes ABIASAPH after them, PHINEAS turns to the audience.
PHINEAS What’s this? Are you people still sitting there? Up! Everybody! Let’s rock!